Really have been rubbish at updating the blog this week.
But I shall stop beating myself up about it.
Although it just feels like I'm massively repeating myself at the moment. Which gets kind of boring. Like Groundhog day. But in writing. And in my mind.
Hmm. My literary skills seem to be wilting tonight.
I've been faffing around with clothes all afternoon, I've got an evening out on Saturday, and deciding what to wear is becoming an issue. Everything just looks crap on me! Argh. However, I've had to stop myself thinking about it now, as I'm getting all nervous and in a flap. I've decided no-one will be looking at me, so really it doesn't matter what I wear!